Lyrics

I left my heart with the last b*tch I find it harder to last with The mindset I'm far from average B*tch I'm a star like Patrick I'm tripping balls that acid Or was it a pill or Cognac I done forget I ain't on that I cut my loss I ain't going back I kicked her ass to the curb More like she did me dirt More life more chances to get me hurt Caught lacking my feelings gone get me murked Keep me busy, less thinking man gimmie work For I fall for a smile and a tiny skirt You know it ain't that bad women did me worse I know it's some real n*gg*s that's screaming church Well bet it up I got some nerve I been doing much worser B*tch at Merced she was living off Mercer Known for pop ups I was smashing my cursor Smashing that like button all in them dm's Slide through the day and arrive in the PM Out real late now my eyes look Korean But all seeing with 3rd eye like Tien Foreal That's how I know sh*t ain't good as you say it You feeling a way and just too scared to say it Seeing you struggle with options bae weigh it out Treat that sh*t like the bathroom and air it out Treat that sh*t like a bandaid and pull it off I ain't holding you Hostage call Willis off I'm a fighter no Joey or Chandler Ross Double dutched switching sides I feel double crossed Double dumb tweedle dee still be looking flee Roller coaster my life I'm still screaming wee I can see why my n*gg*s abusing weed I spend all of time on designers B's I spent most of my cash on designer t's If we argue I'm probably deflecting lessons Dumping sh*t in yo lap for my own projection Momma told me the tongue is a lethal weapon So I lick on the p*ssy receive my blessings
Writer(s): Aaron Dorsey, Demarkus Wilson, Eric Dorsey, Wil$on Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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